It's 2.45am in the morning and raining heavily. Supposedly the best weather to sleep right? Supposedly.. But i'm still awake. For what reasons, i am not too sure myself.. Blogging i guess. Anyways, i actually miss this pouring sound of the downpour in the quietness. I used to hear this during my secondary school days when i wake up at 4am to rush my homework. It's so peaceful and good for thinking. However, I like the feeling of the water washing down even more. It's almost as though the water can wash away all the troubles and unhappiness. Purifying for the soul. It's been long since i've played in the rain though. i still dearly remember once, when i was about ten year old, i played in the back yard of my house with my maid in the heavy rain. No one was home except the two of us and me already semi-wet in my school uniform from walking in, decided to be like the characters in movies playing in the rain. Mans, was it fun! Walking into the house again cold and drippy was then a whole different issue. But yeah, i definitely enjoyed playing in the rain that afternoon. I really miss my maids who took care of me when i was young. All those childhood memories. I was really close to them last time, they were like a best friend to me. All that playing dress-up, learning malay and cooking together really makes me want to just turn back time for the moment. When things hadn't turned so complicated yet. Everything appeared simpler. My vision of the future had paused at JC stage and had gone no further.. But i like it.
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